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Watch For The Hook Lyrics - Singles - Cool Breeze

Never has every member in one crew been so diverse 

Tryin' to outdo the last verse that I birthed that is my curse 

Your knight in rhyming armor sentimentally slay all grand dragons 

Grab the sharpest no. 2 then I'm stabbin' 

Somebody let me a hold a no. 2 pencil 'cause they testin' 

Somebody let me a hold a no. 2 pencil 'cause they testin' 

 

I fly through the night, yeah 

Mixing 'Card with some sprite, lyrics we put inside ya 

Listen to these A T L riders 

Keep your head straight, the street's full of snakes 

 

Slithering, making deals, delivering 

Uhh uh uh, that weed got you shivering 

Paranoia, fifteen hundred go to the lawyer 

After paying his rent, dollars and cents 

They're stealing pit bulls, put up a fence 

We movin' on, tell the crew it's on 

 

'Kay, here it go 

They call me Sugar Baby, Shi-da-loh 

I'm one fourth of the mighty 

G double O, D and the I and the E, the M and the O 

 

Yo, this ain't no chain to your brain 

Pistol and they gon' bang, plus drain ya 

Like some Folgers [unverified] ya now 

Get in touch with your clothes 

 

Tellin' ya home, anybody disrespect my zone 

We gon' get it on 'til we get it gone 

And y'all might get it right but you gettin' in wrong 

Or you gonna get shot and blown 

 

Out here the volume workin' [unverified] 

Stankin' cops get your skull split 

And gettin' with it figuratively 

It's just that I showed them now they tried roll out 

 

Hopin' we'd be on, back in the weight room son 

Think of a spot, we'd keep all day 

Choppin' for the live spots 

The thug, take your hairy soul like [unverified] I withdraw 

 

Yeah, look here, been here 

Dis here's, diss year's 

Get one of the five 

To lay it down round here 

 

Gold and the platinum all over the walls 

If you ever shake the hook, go and have big balls 

Laid it down hard more than one fuckin' time 

Go ahead and get it gone, now I'm out my mind 

 

Went from hubcaps and 30's to the hundred spoke 

People still talkin' 'bout the last rhyme I wrote 

Eighty-seven was the year that I first stepped in 

I'm hollerin' at Big D, doin' time in the pen, I say 

 

Whenever the dope boys, done crept in 

Steppin' all over your best friends 

No wea-pons, the lyrical lessons 

And smoked out sessions 

 

The Young and the Restless 

Some of the best in the Dirty South and Midwestern, hemisphere 

They wanna be this here, the fate of B O I 

Gonna run these verses and make you see this here 

 

Niggaz, tried to jock it 

I put my plug off in they girl's socket 

Know, the D to the F is gon' forever rock it 

Lock it, down 

(Yeah, yeah) 

 

The T stands for T-Mo, who's known as a teacher 

Southwest young brother, bringin' the pain through your speaker 

It's like a disease to fiend for the cheese you need 

Come up and ease the feelin', exhibit and chillin' 

While dealin' with the devil himself, increase my wealth be 

More than tank tops the average minimum weight 

 

College brethren, these days done changed the recipe 

Steady taxin', creatively maximize, with proper investments 

Can't be hesitant, with them dead president 

Or you lose, or you could lose your [unverified] but no tools 

 

For whateva time I got left, I'ma holla and scream D F 

For whateva time I got left, I'ma holla and scream D F 

I know a whole lot of brothers in the rap game 

But most of them are in it for the shiny thangs 

 

They wanna snatch all ten, maybe stack about fo' 

They wanna live in the house but don't want no grass to grow 

See what you need to do is learn the tricks of the trade 

Go to work, put it down, and den get paid 

 

It's only two of us gon' get caught for makin' the sale 

I'm one, and if you the other bro, I can't tell 

Ain't nobody think they come in, and get in the zone 

Tryin' to kill fo' birds, with about fifteen stones 

 

The C stands for Cool Breeze who's known as the champ 

Freddy Calhoun, the coolest cutta at camp 

Ay, my one's and my two's got your whole town shook 

You betta listen to your corner, and watch for the hook 

 

The C stands for Cool Breeze who's known as the champ 

Freddy Calhoun, the coolest cutta at camp 

Ay, my one's and my two's got your whole town shook 

You betta listen to your corner, and watch for the hook 

You betta listen to your corner, and watch for the hook 

You betta listen to your corner, and watch for the hook 

 

The C stands for Cool Breeze who's known as the champ 

Freddy Calhoun, the coolest cutta at camp 

Ay, my one's and my two's got your whole town shook 

You betta listen to your corner, and watch for the hook 

 

The C stands for Cool Breeze who's known as the champ 

Freddy Calhoun, the coolest cutta at camp 

Ay, my one's and my two's got your whole town shook 

You betta listen to your corner, and watch for the hook 

You betta listen to your corner, and watch for the hook 

You betta listen to your corner, and watch for the hook 

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